The Feelin' Lyrics

Same guy that throw Jordans on, just to mow the lawn

Now it's different polos on, every time I record a song

Cause it's the feeling, now give the vodka a swig

Remind me of them JNCO jeans, man my pockets is big

But now it's on to better things, put that on everything

Four finger rings and some lemon pepper wings

Gotta rep my team, man there go my dog Boo

Call Blue, hop out the whip, freshly dipped like Au Jus

Y'all fools probably seen me on the news

Paid dues so now it's nothin' but love when I fall through

We all crew, my last dollar, I would split it with ya

Don't need a big screen to see that there's a bigger picture

But tonight I'm feeling fresh than a muthafucka

Ain't gonna lie, I can dress like a muthafucka

Couple sprays of cologne, purple haze and Patron

Your bae won't leave me alone cause it's the feelin'

This the feeling you get

Drop the top on the whip, no ceilings to hit

It's the feeling, barbershop fresh fade

Park the lot sideways cause you just got paid

You know the feeling, ladies feeling it too

Hair done, nails done, you out here killing it boo

It's the feeling, feeling like a million bucks

But I gotta keep on stacking cause a million ain't enough

This the type of vibe, gotta lean to the side

Pull up VIP, just leave the keys in the ride

Who that kid doing all the flossing

Entourage so big it's looking like a funeral crossing

And today, we ain't worried about a damn thang

Ask me what's poppin', I'll say the champagne

Hey, stopped by Grandma's, gave her flowers

I miss you Grandma, ever since you left us it's been sour

I no longer trust the news, turn social media off

Too much trolling while I'm scrolling, man I'm leaving it off

So I put on my Ray Bans, they match the grey Vans

If I really wanted to flex, I'd pull out the Space Jams

Ain't got no plans, I'm just going where the night leads

Bring a fleece just in case we feel a slight breeze

You know ARA slide like Kalahari sitting poolside

With your bitch, my feet up eating calamari it's the feelin'

This the feeling you get

Drop the top on the whip, no ceilings to hit

It's the feeling, barbershop fresh fade

Park the lot sideways cause you just got paid

You know the feeling, ladies feeling it too

Hair done, nails done, you out here killing it boo

It's the feeling, feeling like a million bucks

But I gotta keep on stacking cause a million ain't enough

If you smell good and you know it, put your hands up

If you look good and you know it, put your hands up

If you smoke good and you know it, put your hands up

up, up, up, up